The Wu clan searched vigorously for several days, but finally found nothing.

Based on the location where Emperor Jun killed the witch, the witch tribe speculated that he was hiding near Jianmu.

They searched around with Jianmu as the center, but naturally they searched in the wrong direction.

Seeing that the Witch Clan's Passing Month was coming to an end, they still couldn't find Di Jun.

Just when they were about to give up, bad news came from behind.

Emperor Jun actually sneaked into the remote Donghai City and slaughtered three million witches in the city overnight.

The unlucky city lord Wu Fengyao was accidentally attacked by Emperor Jun while sleeping in the middle of the night and lost his life.

Donghai City, which is located on the border, has never encountered danger.

The great witch Feng Yao never imagined that the dignified demon emperor Jun would sneak in disguised as a witch.

When the Ancestral Witch Palace received the news, Emperor Jun flew up to the Nantian Gate in a very ostentatious manner and safely withdrew to the heaven.

"Shrunken Witch Turtles, those three great witches were killed by this Demon Emperor, and Donghai City was also massacred by this Demon Emperor, hahaha..."

The ancestral witches who received the news were almost furious.

Zhu Rong was the first to shout: "Come into heaven and avenge your dead brothers!"

Di Jiang looked at the ceiling depressedly, not knowing what to say.

He also encountered the same problem as the Demon King!

Donghuang Taiyi personally took action, how could the Wu clan take revenge?

If you can't set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation, no matter how many people go there, they will die!

Seeing that the other ancestral witches did not express their opinions, Zhu Rong shouted dissatisfied: "So many brothers have died, can you still endure it? Are you really going to be a shrunken witch turtle?"

"That's enough!"

Di Jiang glared at him: "Tell me how to take revenge? How many witches should you go to? How many ancestral witches should you go to?"

The other ancestral witches also nodded, feeling that this matter was extremely difficult to handle.

It’s not that they are afraid of the demon clan, it’s that this battle is not easy to fight!

Di Jun has assassinated so many witch clans, he will definitely strengthen the demon clan's defense when he returns.

Even ancestral witches had a hard time finding opportunities in the past, and they might even lose their lives!

But Zhu Rong couldn't think of this and wanted to fight immediately: "Gather all the witches together and rush into the heaven together to destroy all the cheap monsters!"

Di Jiang hated the ironclad and taught him a lesson: "How can a battle that determines the life and death of two races be decided in one battle? Besides, what are you going to give the witch clan's tens of billions in tolls?"

Money makes a hero brave!

Zhu Rong, who had no money, still had no heroic posture at all, and lowered his head dejectedly.

A one-time toll costs tens of billions of spiritual stones, what should he give?

He muttered unconvinced: "Then, what should we do? Just forget it?"

Di Jiang sighed: "Jiu Feng, go talk to Lu Xinghe and see if there is any way to give you some discount..."

The more Di Jiang talked about it, the less confident he became, and he didn't have much hope for it.

Everyone knows Lu Xinghe’s virtues too well, he is the most evil-minded person in the world.

It is more reliable to expect him to collect less tolls than to expect Nuwa to find a man!

"Hmph! Didn't you forbid me from looking for him?"

Jiufeng rolled her eyes at them and left angrily.

After not seeing Lu Xinghe for so long, her heart felt like it was burning.

Without the witches saying anything, she took the initiative and ran to Jianmu Toll Station.

Lu Xinghe was sitting happily drinking tea after receiving the news that Demon Emperor Jun was causing trouble in the world.

The stupid wizard will definitely come back with revenge. I wonder how many troops he will send?

One hundred million? Two hundred million? Or one billion...

He seemed to see spiritual stones rolling in, quickly flooding the toll booth.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Hearing the knock on the door outside, Lu Xinghe shouted unhappily: "Who is it?"

"Me!" Jiufeng could no longer suppress her thoughts and answered loudly.

Lu Xinghe waved his hand, and the door immediately opened.

Jiufeng rushed in with excitement on her face and grabbed the little fox who was equally excited: "Humph! You didn't expect this day, whether you want it to be barbecued or boiled, I can help you with it!"

The little fox tried his best to smile: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. He didn't let outsiders in!"

The little fox quickly threw the pot to Lu Xinghe to avoid being tortured to death by Jiufeng.

Jiufeng angrily tied it to the shelf and prepared to light it: "No misunderstanding! It was you who did it. If you don't tell me, I will make the decision for you. It will taste better when roasted!"

The little fox was so frightened that he almost peed: "Help! Help! She is taking revenge, taking revenge..."

After knowing what happened, Lu Xinghe stopped Jiufeng with a wry smile and took her into the room.

"Okay, Xiao Bai didn't do it on purpose. Zhao Gongming came to inquire about the news, but they drove him away..."

Jiu Feng let the little fox go for the time being, then turned around and glared at it: "Humph, stay well, if you dare to run away, I will skin you!"

The two slipped into the room and hugged each other tightly.

After not seeing each other for so many days, they were so desperate that they desperately wanted to become one.

After struggling for three hours, I finally walked out of the room refreshed.

Bixiao gritted her teeth and glared at Jiufeng, muttering in a low voice: "You are shameless, and you are not afraid of draining people dry!"

Yun Xiao covered her eyes in pain, wanting to say that she didn't know Bi Xiao.

Who made her feel embarrassed to go all out and move directly into Lu Xinghe's room?

It’s okay now, Jiufeng is back again!

The little fox quietly slipped into his den, curled up into a ball of fur and pretended to sleep.

I can't afford to offend anyone, so I'd better avoid them!

Little Daji very obediently made tea for everyone, finally relaxing the atmosphere.

Lu Xinghe pretended to be concerned and asked: "The demon clan is celebrating recently. Demon Emperor Jun killed three of you great witches. Don't you want to take revenge?"

Jiufeng rolled her eyes at him: "Want to earn tolls again? Give our Wu Clan a discount!"

Lu Xinghe frowned: "Discount? How do you want to get it?"

Discount?

The system has regulations, at least one spirit stone is required at a time.

Even if he became the son-in-law of the Wu clan, he would not be able to let them pass by for free.

Unless he is willing to give up building a wooden toll station!

Jiufeng smiled bitterly and settled the score with him: "If there is a decisive battle between the two sides, tens of billions of lichs will pass through the toll gate once. Do you think they can afford such a large amount of spiritual stones?"

It’s unclear whether the Monster Clan can escape, but the Witch Clan certainly can’t escape.

It is impossible for the Wu clan to go bankrupt and have no intention of living just for a single battle.

Lu Xinghe was a little confused: "Ten billion lichs passed the toll booth? What do you want to do, a direct decisive battle? Why don't you come like before, with 100 million to 100 million?"

Jiu Feng shook his head helplessly: "The Demon Emperor took action personally, and 100 million witch troops went there to die! This time the Demon Emperor also did not bring his men with him in the sneak attack!"

Lu Xinghe pretended to be suddenly enlightened, pondered for a while, and showed a strange smile.

"How do you know that the Demon Emperor doesn't have any men? Could it be that he is not lying to you?"

"impossible!"

Jiufeng firmly refused to believe this: "The shaman who monitored Nantianmen saw with his own eyes that Demon Emperor Jun went back alone, and he definitely didn't take anyone else with him!"

Thousands of witch clans confirmed this matter, and Jiufeng absolutely did not believe that there would be other possibilities.

Instead, she was depressed about one thing: why did Lu Xinghe sell the Nantianmen annual card to the demon clan?
Chapter completed!